Chapter seven hundred and thirty eight benefactor(2/2)
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"I have this plan when I return to the Black Demon Star Territory this time." Yan Luo said with a cold light in his eyes.
"But, sister, your strength..." Ming Luo hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly.
"Well, I want to regain my strength now, so I want to borrow the power of your demon source from Ming Luo." Yan Luo waved his hand and took out the Seven Treasures Tree.
"Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree! Sister, you got this magic weapon back, that's great!" Ming Luo's face was overjoyed. He waved one hand, and a black light flew out from the center of his eyebrows and disappeared into a branch of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree.
The colorful light on Yanluo's body shone brightly, and his aura immediately increased a lot again, reaching the peak of the holy level.
"Not even close." Yanluo murmured to himself.
"It seems that sister has gathered the power of the four demonic sources, which is great!" Ming Luo looked at the Seven Treasures Tree and said happily.
"I'm going to the Nether Rail Star of the Rakshasa tribe next. Ming Luo, you can come with me," Yan Luo said.
"Of course, my sister's strength has not been restored now. Of course Ming Luo has to guard her. Your two followers are too weak and are of no use at all!" Ming Luo glanced at Shi Mu and the other two and said.
"Ming Luo, remember, his name is Shi Mu. He is kind to me, Baohua, and is not my follower." Yan Luo glanced at Shi Mu and said in a deep voice.
"It turns out that you are Sister Baohua's benefactor, then you are my benefactor! Brother Shi Mu, Ming Luo said something wrong before. You have a lot of them, so don't mind!" Ming Luo heard this and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.
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"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Shi Mu touched his nose and said with a dumb smile.
For a god-level being to call him brother, he didn't know what to say.
Even though this little girl looks like she is only thirteen or fourteen years old, her real age is probably many times older than hers.
Speaking of which, compared with these divine realm beings, my own peak cultivation level is indeed a bit unsatisfactory.
When this happens, he must find a way to condense the holy embryo as soon as possible, otherwise he will not be able to handle even a random immortal, let alone heaven.
"Okay, let's go!" Yan Luo touched Ming Luo's head, waved his hand and held out the white flying boat.
Chapter completed!